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Death: ITS TIME TO WALK WITH ME NOW NATALIE.

Tipsy: You can't have me.

Death: I KNOW ITS NOT FAIR, BUT I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE YOU SEE.

Tipsy: No, really you can't have me. I wouldn't do that.

Death sighs and reaches out to her and when his skeletal hand touches her his bony fingers ignite. He lets go.

Tipsy: I did warn you.

Death: *nods* CANT BLAME ME FOR TRYING, LOTS OF PEOPLE JUST DON'T WANT TO LET GO. WELL TELL SIR TERRY I SAID HELLO. I HOPE THE CLACKS TREAT YOU WELL. IM OFF TO GET A CURRY.

*fades away*

Tipsy walks into the wires, entering the signal and her new life.